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Updated: July 16, 2025
If you t'ink dat she will like better dat I should be her mother," the word, on her lips, was surprisingly sweet, "den I will do anyt'ing!" All at once she broke into phrases that were foreign to Rose-Marie, phrases spoken lovingly in some almost forgotten tongue.
All at once the snobbishness had slipped, like a worn coat, from the shoulders of the girl. She was Rose-Marie Thompson again Settlement worker. She was no better, despite the ancestors with gentle blood, than the man in front of her just more fortunate. She realized that she had been not only unkind, but foolish.
It will mean that she will get well perhaps! For her sake give them a chance...." The Superintendent's eyes were fixed upon space. When she spoke, she spoke irrelevantly. "Then," she said, "that was where you went every afternoon to the tenement. You weren't out with some man, after all?" Rose-Marie hung her head. "I went to the tenement every afternoon," she admitted, "to the tenement.
He came nearer to Rose-Marie so near that only a few inches of floor space lay between them. "Don't yer go sayin' over Sunday-school lessons at me," he snarled. "I know what yer meant. Yer think I ain't good enough t' marry yer. Well" he laughed shortly, "well, maybe I ain't good enough t' marry yer!
Rose-Marie wept. The proverb "Weep and you weep alone," broke down as badly on application as most of its kind. Both babies were wailing lugubriously, and the parent Momebys had scarcely recovered from their earlier lachrymose condition. Clovis alone maintained an unruffled cheerfulness. "Must I keep him always?" asked Rose-Marie dolefully.
"This is the twentieth century, and I'm Rose-Marie Thompson. This is a civilized country nothing can hurt me! I'm not afraid not while God is taking care of me!" Jim had straightened up. He seemed, suddenly, to tower. "Well," he growled, "how about it? When'll we be married?" Rose-Marie raised her head gallantly.
"Has Lily ever been taken to a doctor?" she asked. Mrs. Volsky answered more quickly than she usually answered questions. "When she was first sick, years ago," she told Rose-Marie, "she had a doctor then. He say no help fer her. Las' year Ella, she took Lily by a free clinic. But the doctors, there, they say Lily never get no better.
He seemed, somehow, younger than he had appeared the day before, younger and softer. "Yes, Miss," he told her, "it's always like that, except when it's worse!" "And," Rose-Marie was still asking questions, "do your older sister and brother just drift in, at any time, like that? And is your father home in the middle of the day? Don't any of them work?"
His patent leather hair she could not picture it against her arm his mouth, thin-lipped and too red.... She shuddered involuntarily, as she thought of it and the man, bending above her, saw the shudder. "Well," he questioned for the third time, "what about it? I'm a reg'lar guy, ain't I? How'd you like to marry me?" Rose-Marie moistened her lips before she answered.
Ella took a step toward him. Her face was suddenly lined, and old. "If she dies," she told him, "if she dies..." she hesitated, and then "Much yer promises mean," she shrilled, "much yer promises " Rose-Marie had been watching Jim's face. Almost without meaning to she interrupted Ella's flow of speech. "I think that he means what he says," she told Ella slowly.
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